For one blissful day at Apple Hill, the campus was bathed in the sweet, sweet mist of wireless internet access. I should have known not to get attached. I should have known it was too good to be true.
The good news is that there is a a great coffee house in Keene where I can grab a few minutes of the interwebs if I get up really early and drive for fifteen minutes to get there. I have discovered that the interwebs are like my morning coffee: non-negotiable. My day is no good without it.